Le Roi Soleil a Froid

The Sun King is cold
The queen doesn't come
And his heart laments
He walks through Versailles
Like a battlefield
His love grows impatient
Nothing can distract him
Not Molière's plays
Not the Diva singing
Not the war treaties
Not the calm, the misery
Of the provinces waiting

The Sun King is cold
The queen doesn't come
And his anger rises
Let's search everywhere
From Burgundy to Brittany
To track down the absent one
The horses we saddle
It's to find the one
Who plays the immigrant
Not Mr. Colbert
Not all those ministries
Have urgent matters anymore

A rose is no longer in the garden
A rose and the king fades away
Everything
Always has an end
Only roses
Keep their scent

The Sun King is cold
The queen left him there
At the ringing matins
She laughs in her carriage
In these post relays
Like a teenager
She leaves King Louis
Who only loved him
And his court of schemers
The Sun King is cold
The chamberlain will say
That the moon is distant

The Sun King is cold